Sarah stood there as Luna projected an image of her old bra and panties over her body for Rarity to examine. The woman felt extremely self conscious, especially considering the way that the mare’s eyes occasionally glanced at her scars, but she swallowed her pride, she needed this.

Indeed, we can’t get in shape if we’re naked, Nim said with a small mental shake of her head. I just hope that this seamstress is as good as Luna claims her to be.

I’m sure she will be, Sarah said confidently. She’s Luna’s friend after all.

If she is her friend why does she insist on calling her ‘Queen’? Nim questioned but Sarah tuned her out, it seemed that Rarity was about to speak.

“So, just what is it you’re after? I imagine that these undergarments are simply for practical purposes, after all.”

“Yeah... I need some support to keep these from bouncing around all the time,” Sarah said, gesturing at her breasts. “I need to be able to wear them all the time, including when I’m exercising or fighting.”

“Hmm…” Rarity pulled out a roll of measuring tape and a notepad. “I can’t imagine why you’d want to keep fighting, though. Surely you have enough scars,” she commented.

“It’s not really about my ‘wanting’ to fight,” Sarah replied with a small frown. “I’m just sure I’ll have to at some point and I want something that can take it.”

“Sarah, there really won’t be any reason for that,” Luna told her, giving the woman’s shoulder a nuzzle. “But if you insist then I shall not stop you.”

“Thanks,” Sarah said before glancing back at Rarity. “So can you do it?”

“Something that allows ease of movement while covering up the… worst of the damage,” she noted, coughing politely at the last part. “Yes, I’m sure I can do something,” she answered smugly. “Is there anything in particular you had in mind?”

“A vault suit,” Sarah said with a smile.

“I’m afraid you’ll need to explain what that is,” the unicorn said apologetically.

“Ah, allow me,” Luna said as the image of the bra and panties was replaced by the standard Vault 101 jumpsuit.

Rarity stared at it a moment before laughing. “Oh please you cannot be serious.”

“What’s wrong with it?” Sarah asked defensively. “It’s what I grew up wearing until I was nineteen.”

“Oh, you poor thing. Now then, stand still, I need to make sure these measurements are correct,” she instructed. Sarah stood stock still as Rarity crossed her body several times with the tape measurer before writing a few things down on a piece of paper to her side with her magic.

“So... what’s wrong with my Vault Suit?” Sarah asked, not quite understanding why the mare had called her a ‘poor thing’.

“A jumpsuit like that is only fit if you’re working in a place where you’re expecting to get covered in filth, darling. You’re with royalty now, and your wardrobe has to reflect that,” the pony explained.

“But... the Vault Suit is comfortable,” Sarah replied with a frown.

“I’m afraid she is right, Sarah,” Luna pointed out gently. “You would not want to wear that in the palace.”

Nim? Sarah asked, looking for some kind of support.

... as much as I like the feeling of wearing them, I have to admit that the Vault Suit is not exactly something you can wear in Canterlot, Nim replied slowly.

Sarah let out a sigh. “Alright then, I’m done here,” the woman said with a shake of her head, turning her back on the two mares and walking out of the room. Or she was in the process of it when Nim spoke up in her head.

Perhaps there is something you could say to persuade this Rarity to do as you’d like, Nim stated. Or if you’d please, allow me.

Sarah gave her a mental shrug and relinquished control of herself to Nim. The woman turned around and walked back into the room, ignoring Luna for a moment as she focused on Rarity who was looking at her with surprise.

“Rarity, I think there’s something that I forgot to mention,” Sarah said smoothly. “You see, where I come from, the Vault Suit is a sign of wealth and power, those who are above the common wastelanders. Now, I understand that that’s not the case here, but I can think of no better use of your talents than in crafting for me a Vault Suit fit for God himself.”

Rarity stood there, gaping like a fish out of water. “I… I…” Luna meanwhile was shooting the center of Sarah’s forehead a very sharp glare but she said nothing aloud though she did very clearly think the words ‘dammit, Nim’.

“V-very well, though I will also make you a few other things,” Rarity stammered, hoping to regain some control over the situation.

“Thank you so much,” Sarah said, a smile crossing her face as she returned to full control. “What did you have in mind?”

Rarity grinned, a worrying grin that Sarah had seen a few too many times on the faces of drug-addled raiders. “Well…” she trailed off ominously.

“Nothing too fancy, Rarity,” Luna said quickly. “And nothing with too many gemstones.”

“Oh no, my Queen... nothing that bad...”

“That was fucking brutal,” Sarah stated flatly as she pulled the warm jacket around her shoulders tighter against the cold of the night, it was very similar to the one she’d looted from Colonel Autumn’s locker all those months ago. Beneath it was a plain black t-shirt and a pair of plain shorts. All together they were the most combat appropriate thing she’d managed to get Rarity to make her after six hours of exhausting ‘dress up’. A time that Sarah would throw in with storming Mothership Zeta as the most traumatic and painful experience of her life.

Okay, that’s a little melodramatic, Nim commented as the thought drifted by her. It wasn’t that bad, Sarah.

In response, the woman shivered, the thought of some of the gem-studded, overly lacy... fashion porn like things that Rarity had presented to her.

“Sarah, you’re being overdramatic,” Luna stated, unknowingly echoing Nim as she carried the rather large collection of boxes, each one coloured differently. “In the end you got a wide variety of clothes, all of which make you look very pretty.”

“Yeah... I guess,” Sarah replied, shaking her head, she’d lost the point of thinking of herself as ‘pretty’ a long time ago. There just wasn’t much point in the Wasteland, she had no idea how Sarah Lyons managed to keep her complexion and hair clean even in the middle of punching a Mutant to death without wearing a helmet. “I’m just glad it’s over.”

Personally, I like things that we requested when Luna had to go to the restroom... Nim commented as the images of the black, barely concealing lingerie flashed through Sarah’s mind. They fit you perfectly.

Yeah... I like them too, Sarah agreed, pretty she didn’t understand, sexy though? That she got.

“My word, you two have gotten good at that,” Luna commented.

“Huh?” Sarah asked with a frown. “Gotten good at what?”

“Quick, airtight mental communication, I didn’t catch any of that,” Luna answered, a proud smile on her lips. “That’s unbelievably impressive.”

“Thanks,” Sarah replied while frowning. “I don’t even think about it.”

That’s because I control it, Nim pointed out with mental chuckle that passed over to Luna’s mind.

“Ah, well it’s still impressive that you can hide things from me like that,” Luna said then she glanced over her shoulder. “Where has Jackdaw gotten off to?”

Sarah glanced around and quickly spotted the thestral, he appeared to be speaking to a large red stallion and a fuchsia colored mare. Her sensitive ears twitched lightly and focused on the conversation.

“... so I’m in town tonight and I was just wondering if the two of you would like to keep Rarity and I company tonight,” Jackdaw’s surprisingly charismatic voice sounded in her ears.

“Well... Jack, ya’ll did help us last Luna’s day...” the stallion said slowly, glancing at the mare beside him.

“That’s true, neither of us could reach the gutter in the dark,” the mare replied, a small frown on her face. “And you did do a really good job of cleaning it out.”

“Almost better then Ah could have,” the stallion agreed.

“Great so...”

Sarah stopped listening. “He’s setting up a foursome I think,” Sarah reported before glancing back at Luna. “Remind me why you have him as a ‘guard’ again?”

“Because... when he is on the job he’s very good,” Luna answered before glancing towards the inky black sky. “My word, we really were with Rarity for six hours.”

“Told you,” Sarah replied as she shook her head and glanced down at her Pip-...

She closed her eyes and let out a long breath.

It’s not there, Sarah, Nim said in her head. The sooner you stop expecting it to be... the less often this will happen.

I-I know... Sarah replied shakily, looking away from her naked, un-tanned wrist to find Luna looking at her with concern in her eyes.

“We do not have the technology here to replace what you have lost, but... perhaps I can find a substitute,” Luna said, easily guessing the source of the woman’s grief.

“A substitute?” Sarah asked, raising an eyebrow at Luna. “What kind of substitute?”

“One that is made of metal and weighs roughly the same,” Luna answered with a smile. “I may even be able to find some way to replicate a few of the original’s functions.”

“Really?” Sarah asked, surprise in her eyes as she looked at Luna.

“Of course, it shouldn't be too terribly hard,” Luna replied, giving her a nuzzle. “After all, it is only metal and a few enchant-”

She was cut off as Sarah pulled her into a tight hug, or as tight of a hug as Sarah was currently capable of which was still pretty damn tight. Luna resisted for a moment in surprise before she fully embraced the woman, pulling her tightly against her furry chest and wrapping her wings around her.

“Thanks, Luna,” Sarah said quietly as her face lay against the soft fur of Luna’s neck.

“You’re welcome, Sarah,” Luna replied, enjoying the sensation of having her cheek lean against the woman’s hair. “I would do anything for you, and making you a copy of a Pip-Boy is hardly a challenge.”

“I know, still... it’s the thought behind it,” Sarah replied before she released the alicorn. That was when her stomach rumbled into a roar and her eyes widened as she looked down at her middle. “Huh, it looks like all that modeling really got me hungry.”

“Well then we will have to find a place to take the edge off unless you’d prefer to eat back at the Castle,” Luna replied, gesturing with a wing back towards the carriage whose thestral ‘drivers’ were apparently in the middle of game of cards.

I do not believe we would make it that long, Nim commented as another rumbling roar split the evening air. Good God, Sarah, do you have a Deathclaw trapped down there that I never noticed?

Sarah shook her head. “Nope, though we’d better find somewhere to eat soon,” the woman declared before glancing at Luna. “Where do you suggest?”

“Well, that depends, are you looking for meat, or sweets?” Luna asked her, raising an eyebrow slightly. “I do know that the town has a gryphon approved ‘steak house’ where you could order some sort of meat though I’ve never been there, though personally I would recommend the sweets shop.”

“Sweets shop?” Sarah asked, her ears twitching slightly. “You mean someplace where they sell ‘freshly made’ Snack Cakes?”

Luna looked at her for a moment and then let out a small snicker. “Oh, Sarah, you are going to enjoy this place,” she said as she began to walk Sarah down the street using a wing to guide her.

“HI! Welcome to Sugarcube Cor-” the bubbly pink mare stopped mid sentence when she saw who it was that had just walked through the door and threw herself over the counter to land right in front of Sarah. “Oh my gosh! You’re NEW in town! And you’re with Queen Luna!” the mare exclaimed as she began hopping up and down in front of Sarah, her eyes wide and in Sarah’s opinion ‘crazed’.

... is she high? Sarah asked Nim as the mare began to spin off a string of incomprehensible babble to Luna. She reminded Sarah of either a Jet addict in the middle of a really good high.

... on life perhaps, we do not have Jet here in Equestria, Nim replied as the pair looked over the poofy maned mare.

“-and we were all like WOOO the Queen is here and stuff is awesome and we had this really great party and then we started drinking straight sugar and Luna drank me under the table and then I fell to sleep and-”

Sarah had the dim feeling that the mare was talking to her but it was really hard to concentrate on it when she was distracted two fold by both the fact that the pink pony’s lips didn’t seem to be moving fast enough to account for the words and more importantly, the incredible scents filling the bakery. Just the scent alone of the delectable baked goods was enough to make Sarah’s mouth water and she had to physically restrain herself from pushing the pink mare to the side and rushing up the counter.

Incredible... it has been over a thousand years since I saw this many sweets! Nim exclaimed and Sarah suddenly realized that it was not just ‘her’ mouth that was watering so heavily. Sarah, I do not care about politeness at this juncture and neither do you, interrupt the pint-sized word machine gun and get us something to eat!

“Excuse me,” Sarah said, trying to get the pink mare’s attention.

“And then the after that we kept on dancing it and it was really fun and silly because Queen Luna hadn’t really known how to dance and-”

“Excuse me!” Sarah interrupted, louder this time.

“Huh?” the pink mare asked, turning away from the thoroughly bamboozled Luna who was trying to remember if any of the things Pinkie Pie had said were true. “What is it?”

“I was wondering if you could please stop talking and get me something to eat?” Sarah said, her voice hard with both frustration and anticipation.

“Oh! Of course I can!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed with an almost maniacal grin. “I’m guessing that Queen Luna is going to be paying for things so I’ll start you off with a plate of cupcakes and we can go from there! Take a seat anywhere!”

Before Sarah could say a word the pink ball of fire hopped back behind the counter and Sarah looked up to stare at Luna. “Why didn’t you warn me that there was a Jet addict here?” she asked the alicorn as she headed over to a table close by to a table where a white headed griffon and pink maned pegasus were sitting.

“I had... forgotten,” Luna replied slowly, still trying to clear her head from the effects of talking to Pinkie Pie. “In truth, most of my last Luna’s Day is a blur to me.”

What is this ‘Luna’s Day’? Nim asked with an intrigued tone in her mental voice. And why do I like the sound of it so much?

“Luna’s Day is a national holiday set on the same night every year that I was ‘banished’, it is a celebration centered around loving me and the Night itself as well as remembering all of my wonderful accomplishments!” Luna answered with a grin of happiness on her face. “And now that I have been returned on the same day, there are dozens of new celebrations in my honor!”

Sarah stared at her for a long moment before beginning to chuckle softly. “That does sound like your kind of holiday Luna... way better than any of the ones we celebrated in the Vault,” the woman said with a smile.

Do you think perhaps we could get a Nim and Sarah Day as well? Nim inquired eagerly. Or if that doesn’t work, why not just a Nim Day?

“Hey,” Sarah protested without much venom.

Oh you know I kid, Nim stated consolingly before privately adding to Luna. But seriously, if you can set something up for me...

Luna simply chuckled softly and leaned forwards to give Sarah a nuzzle as Pinkie Pie returned, a plate of blue frosted cupcakes on her back which she then somehow managed to bounce up to the table without dislodging a single one.

“Eat up! I bet you’ll enjoy them!” Pinkie Pie said with an eager smile.

Sarah frowned for a moment before she reached out and grabbed one. She puzzled over the wrapper for a moment before pulling it off and then she took a bite.

The taste...

The taste was...

Sarah’s eyes widened so wide that Luna thought she must have been choking at first, then tears began to pour down the woman’s face as blue icing coated her upper lip which was quickly devoured by her tongue.

OH MY GOD THIS IS GOOD! the woman mentally shouted to both Luna and Nim. It’s like! It’s like my tongue is having an orgasm!

Luna blinked and before she knew it, Sarah had squashed the entire cupcake into her mouth, eagerly chewing it as she reached for another.

In short order, the woman devoured the entire plate of them, much to the joy of the watching Pinkie Pie. “Do I make good cupcakes or do I make good cupcakes?” the mare asked with a smile.

“Goodth cupcakeths,” Sarah said around a mouthful of crumbs. “Waterth?”

Sarah, don’t speak with your mouth full, Nim commented, though she could hardly blame the woman, the taste was indeed unbelievable after the Wasteland’s ‘large selection’ of foods.

“One water coming right up,” Pinkie replied, hoping away.

Luna looked at Sarah with a smile, happy that she’d finally found something other than ‘herself’ for the woman to smile over.

Three hours later

“I regret thi- BLARRGHH!”

Sarah puked blue vomit into the toilet, her face and throat contorting horribly as she emptied her stomach of the stinging, burning stomach acid. On the bright side, it was a cheerful blue color!

Luna stood beside her, gently patting her back, she’d been at this for at least ten minutes and she hoped that the woman’s stomach would stop torturing her so, unfortunately, considering that Sarah had just spent the last three hours eating various cupcakes and other baked goods...

Sunset Shimmer sat in her chamber reading a book on higher level runes. Of course, she knew almost all of them, but there were still one or two areas where she lacked the knowledge to fully create them. As she did so, she felt a small pulse of... something pass through the room. She paused in her reading and glanced around the room but nothing popped out to her.

The light blue paint that covered the iridium coated granite seemed just as blue as ever and the small runes carved into the floor appeared normal. With a small shrug, Sunset went back to reading while making a mental note to report the disturbance to Celestia at her first opportunity.

She wrinkled her nose, for some reason she smelled... chocolate milk.

Author's Notes:

Sorry for the wait, I've hit the dog days of summer where writing every day is unappealing, fortunately, I start college on the 23 so I'll have something else to do with my brain other then think about ponies so that should provide me with more motivation, you know, if it doesn't take up all my time.